Fibonacci poem

[flexagon]

...inspired by turtlefly14, who did one a while back. Dedicated to nevers.

I
I
am
now
tense,
inverted.
Over straining
hands my body, a wand of soft
willow, tries to mimic bone. Behind my gaze
joy kindles as balance catches; gravity will win, but not now, not yet.

Comments

[turtlefly14.livejournal.com]

Willow mimicking bone is such a lovely image. In your hands more so, as I'm not nearly as flexible as you!

[miyyu.livejournal.com]

gravity will win, but not now, not yet

This is such a great line.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_swallow/]

I loved this!